{"id":14120,"date":"2015-06-14T08:05:29","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T12:05:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=14120"},"modified":"2015-06-14T08:06:00","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T12:06:00","slug":"14120","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/14120\/","title":{"rendered":"Can&#8217;t Breathe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The emotion in which I felt as you sat beside me,<\/p>\n<p>stroking my hand and speaking of our first times.<\/p>\n<p>How I would smile and nod, reminiscing of us,<\/p>\n<p>beloved heart of mine, whom I felt was running.<\/p>\n<p>How the small dark fist of doubt lodged firmly,<\/p>\n<p>Impossible to loosen as it unfurled, choking<\/p>\n<p>away whatever hope lingered as your eyes<\/p>\n<p>gazed at mine. And I knew this was it, the end,<\/p>\n<p>we would have no happy ending my beloved one,<\/p>\n<p>and then you slipped to one knee before me,<\/p>\n<p>and something within me let loose.<\/p>\n<p>Finally, my hope and doubt were free.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The emotion in which I felt as you sat beside me, stroking my hand and speaking of our first times. How I would smile and nod, reminiscing of us, beloved heart of mine, whom I felt was running. How the small dark fist of doubt&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":214,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14120","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14120","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14120"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14120\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14167,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14120\/revisions\/14167"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14120"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14120"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14120"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}